When words are helpless

I want to clear my memories,
Forget the past and what has been.
The road in light and shodow of fate
The sign of future fading, oh so late!

I crave to break my soul free
For all the fears and labours be
Enchanted and forgotten
Beyond your pushing me, so rotten!

I smile at your attempts of wisdom
The neverending cycle of this boredom!
Betrothed to the cliches of kingdom
That perished, love and cares all forgotten!

I die without your graceful, awful words!
No need for the attempt to sacrifice this plot.
The reasons that you might have entertained
Are nothing but a dull, dry rain...

I laugh, or maybe it's just tears
The freavolous extent of my trapped soul
The helpless need to speak without words
The faithful honor in the absence of the lords!

Farewell, the past and present, all the same!
I started on a book, it ended without fame!
The nothingness in me has won the fight,
Beyond this struggle nothing left,
No will,
No strength,
No light...

Interrupted from within.

My soul is dancing in the wind,
Of happyness in life it sings
When it's approached by lowly fiend
And interrupted from within.

My soul is starving for attention
An admiration's one best friend.
Releasing the unwanted tension,
I sacrifice myself again.

My soul is bored, needs entertainment.
I'm spent, exhausted, nothing new...
The final push for the attaiment
Of chance so I can start anew.

My soul is raging, sorrowfully broken.
I'm drunk with pain and disbelief.
To me of loss and coldness you have spoken
Forever drowning me in grief.

My soul has perished, end of story.
I am lost in ocean of regret.
I am doomed forever not to worry
Of things that make our beings fret.

My soul,
My feelings,
The elusions,
Confused or causing this confusion,
Abused or wanting to abuse,
I have to end this hopeless ruse.

My soul is being torn by wind
Of sorrow in life it sings
My empty heart was struck by fiend
And interrupted from within.

Chances

Smile upon the world
No single leaf is left unturned
No sole survivor stands to witness
The pale remedy, my sickness,
The drunken fury of last days.
I spill my self in wastefull fray
Of lustfull, gutless admiration.
My past, an enemy of present
Creator's own, so fallible creation.
I look beyond the sky,
The atumn with its wintry chills
And sun. Its coldness stills my eyes
As icicles its shining feels.
I watch as world revolves
Around and past my life.
I notice as it dutifully dissolves
The rest of my undying love.
To thee I bid my selfish smile,
Last laugh, so guillible and guile.
Last sad, reproachful look.
Last chapter in this daunting book.
Last everything, lost all
Farewell, it's time to fall.
And time again to start anew,
Last chance, or maybe quite a few...

World and words

I feel akward in this world


It feels like skin of someone's shoulder,

This world.

I touch the lips, I speak the words

In this world.

It feels like empty solitude, being locked

In this world.

I aspire to be like someone in this world.

A person, a being of know statue, to be praised

By this world

I fall on my knees, I am desperate

Of this world.

The likeness to the reflection I see

Through this world.

I feel hurt and corrupted,

Terrified, mangled, abrutly interrupted.

The roaring shadow of desire

Suppressed by the neverending fire,

As we burn this world.

But I still feel akward in this world.

After all the emotion is gone

From this world.

When the last drops of rain like tears fall

On this world.

I no longer belong to this world!

I no longer feel this world!

The skin is peeled from this world.

It reveals empty ashes,

Empty words,

Sad world.